The four Xiantian masters attacked at the same time. Compared to Yang Mu, these Xiantian masters had entered the Xiantian realm for many years and had rich combat experience.
Yang Mu was much weaker. However, the Roundrel Divine Art was known as an invincible existence among those of the same level thousands of years ago.
In addition to the zither that Yang Mu had accidentally obtained, he had managed to practice the Eight Notes of the Heavenly Dragon and the Exquisite Thirteen Notes.
The first note of the Eight Notes of the Heavenly Dragon, after entering the deep sea.
An invisible wall suddenly appeared in front of the four Xiantian experts. No matter how hard they punched, they only caused a little ripple.
For a moment, it was a stalemate.
Yan Jiaoyang's long hair fluttered behind him. She was wearing a fiery red male outfit and had a long sword in her hand. As she waved her long sword, a faint burning aura was emitted.
Yan Jiaoyang was able to achieve such cultivation at such a young age entirely through her own efforts. Her talent in cultivation was also rare.
He had actually created his own combat skill in the sword art, the Fire Dance Sword Art. When he waved it, it was as if he was in a fire seed. It was just that it was not perfect yet.
However, when he fought with that Xiantian expert, he was not at a disadvantage at all.
Yang Mu raised his eyebrows and said slowly.
"Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon, second sound, group blade attack!”
As Yang Mu's voice fell.
The defensive light screen in front of him had already disappeared.
Immediately after, dozens of blade-like air blades formed by air currents appeared and suddenly attacked the four Xiantian experts.
Of course, the four of them recognized the green zither in Yang Mu's hand. The prophecy in the family had been fulfilled by this zither. They were in awe of this zither and naturally thought that Yang Mu had learned these sound wave techniques by relying on this zither.
Before figuring out the ins and outs of the situation, they did not dare to easily release their ultimate moves.
Qi blades danced wildly.
The expressions of the four changed slightly.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The four of them took out their weapons one after another. They were four short swords.
"Clang…"
The sound of weapons clashing could be heard without end. These air blades could actually form into real weapons. As long as they touched a short sword, they could actually exchange blows with real weapons.
Each of the four Xiantian experts had to deal with five or six Qi Blades, and they seemed to be extremely busy for a moment.
The consumption of Yang Mu was undoubtedly huge. Controlling so many Qi Blades at the same time and attacking the four of them was definitely a test of Yang Mu's true qi and energy.
If it was a one-on-one battle, Yang Mu was confident that he could easily kill one person with the second sound of the Eight Sounds of Heavenly Dragon and a group of blades. But against four people? It would not have much effect.
"Eight Sounds of Heavenly Dragon, the third sound, air current swirl!”
A series of cheerful music rang out, and the air blades that the four experts were dealing with suddenly disappeared.
In his joy, he was about to charge at Yang Mu, but he suddenly stopped.
He actually couldn't control his own direction. He was clearly taking a step forward, but after he landed, he suddenly turned back, left or right, but he couldn't go in the direction he wanted to go. It was the same for the sword in his hand. He wanted to hit the left, but it hit the right. What was going on?
"Boss, this kid has yao arts?”
"Yeah, what should we do?"
"Stop arguing. Let's step back and take a look.”
The boss made a resolute decision. As expected, everyone only retreated in the same direction.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Dozens of wind blades appeared out of thin air again, and the four experts turned pale with fright.
Just as he was about to raise his sword to fight, the Qi Blade disappeared.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief and quickly retreated a few hundred feet.
Sure enough, after retreating a certain distance, his body would not be affected. It seemed that this kung fu still had a range of attack. The four of them all admired their boss.
Yang Mu secretly shook his head. His realm couldn't keep up. Otherwise, if he used the second and third tones at the same time, he wouldn't be able to kill all four of them, but he could still kill one or two. However, it was obvious that he had not cultivated to that realm yet. Even during a perfect victory, he would not be able to use it.
This was not a problem of zhenqi, but a problem of realm.
He had already used up nearly half of his zhenqi. Although he had not fought with them for long, he had used up a lot of his zhenqi to control the sound waves to attack four people at the same time. Moreover, they were four Xiantian experts.
After seeing the four of them retreat several hundred feet, his heart skipped a beat.
He suddenly turned around.
He looked at the old man who was fighting with Yan Jiaoyang.
Yang Mu shouted loudly as she held her zither.
"Eight Notes of Heavenly Dragon, the fourth note, Soul Seizing.”Under Yang Mu's control, the ear-piercing melody suddenly entered the ears of the old man who was fighting with Yan Jiaoyang.
At the critical moment of his battle with Yan Jiaoyang, he suddenly heard a melody. Then, the zhenqi in his body flowed backward. His eyes blurred and he was caught off guard. When others were caught off guard, this Soul Steal could cause their true qi to flow backward and their dantian to boil. They would be severely injured or die if they were seriously injured.
"Not good!" Seeing that the old man had been hit, the boss shouted loudly. He waved his short sword and instantly jumped onto the ground, immediately charging towards Yang Mu.
The old man's eyes blurred, and the short sword in his hand was sent flying by Yan Jiaoyang. After a flash of red light, the old man's head fell off.
Yang Mu smiled in satisfaction. He tilted his body and stopped playing. It was obvious that he had consumed a lot of his true energy when he used Soul Seizing.
"Fifth Brother!"
"Fifth Brother!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
"Ah! Let's combine our powers!"
Four screams sounded from behind Yang Mu almost at the same time.
Yang Mu turned around instinctively.
He saw that the four Xiantian experts behind him had already arrived not far from him and flew into the sky. Xiantian experts could fly for a short period of time.
All of them had sad expressions on their faces, but most of them were angry.
The four of them formed a circle in the air.
He pointed at the center with one hand.
A powerful power came from the intersection of the four hands.
A huge ray of light slowly rose up, and in the middle of the four hands, a circular white ball of light was slowly expanding.
The four old men emitted intense light, making people dare not look at them directly.
Yang Mu took a deep breath. He felt a strong sense of danger. He actually couldn't resist the ball of light above him. Moreover, it had completely locked onto his aura, making it impossible for him to escape.
Yang Mu shouted loudly, dispelling his negative mood. He turned around and shouted at Yan Jiaoyang.
"Jiao Yang, hurry up and leave. I'll hold them back.”As he said that, he gave Yan Jiaoyang an affirmative look. Yan Jiaoyang nodded and ran into the distance.
Yang Mu quickly criticized in his mind. He had not mastered the last note of the Eight Notes of the Heavenly Dragon, so he was afraid that he would not be able to resist it. He could only use other techniques. He placed the green zither behind him.
He jumped up high and stomped his feet on the ground.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The surrounding several hundred feet shook under Yang Mu's stomp.
With a slight stroke of his hands, the Taiji Cloud Hand was unleashed. The surrounding airflow rolled and surrounded Yang Mu as he slowly punched. In front of him, a virtual Taiji shape formed by true energy slowly formed.
"Ha!"
The four Xiantian experts shouted, and the ball of light had already formed into a few feet.
He gave it a fierce push.
The huge ball of light quickly attacked Yang Mu.
The four old men then landed one after another, their faces showing fatigue. It was obvious that this light ball had consumed a lot of their true energy.
This was a combination skill, and the power of it was only powerful when it was used by five Xiantian experts. The reason why they didn't use it at the beginning was that they thought it was enough to deal with two Xiantian experts and five people. They didn't need to use this battle skill. The battle skill they cultivated was used to deal with Saints of a higher level.
He never thought that Yang Mu would be so difficult to deal with. Moreover, the fifth brother had unexpectedly died under Yan Jiaoyang's sword.
The four of them were extremely furious. When their boss shouted for a joint attack, everyone did not hesitate to do so.
A huge wave of true energy and a huge ball of light smashed towards Yang Mu. Countless air currents gathered around Yang Mu's body, pressing him tightly, making him unable to move at all.
Yang Mu's expression was indescribably ugly. He quickly circulated the Roundrel Divine Art, and the illusory Taiji Diagram in front of him slowly began to spin. The speed of his movements became faster and faster.
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